and pinball paddles
batting blood cells
into neon slave centers
where the falsified rewards
in empty numerals are exchanged.
Doors that dislodge blinking jewels
and slam on encroaching ice.
Ribbons that flutter over miles
and drip with ignored warnings.
The bright machinery of our sun
becoming a revelatory rectum
where astral tires roll
and shielded figures laugh
the strutting of sealed chapters
and abandoned screens.
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